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bad dog! no biscuit!

My day started with dog pee on the kitchen rug. So coming in to work first thing in the morning to discover my entire website, and the List site (which no one's noticed yet, btw), crashed over the weekend is really not my idea of a great way to start the week. Luckily I backed up on Friday, so I have the most current versions, but it's still a big ol' pain in the butt.

We saw part of the celebrity telethon thingy Friday night, and it wasn't quite the diaster I'd expected. It was entertaining to see the celebs answering phones, and they had a lot of good music artists on. Clint Eastwood looked zoned during his bit, thought, and it pissed me off that Celine Dion sang "God Bless America." She's not American, for crissakes! And then the finale, with all the celebs singing "America the Beautiful" with no clue what the words were, was just too horrid for words.

Then Saturday night I watched Miss America while talking to Phelps on the phone for 3 and a half hours. What I caught of the pageant was quite entertaining. It's such a beautiful opportunity to make fun of people. Tony Danza tap-dancing, who knew? And the trivia portion made it all worth while.

I did get a lot done on the house this weekend. Put away clothes, got my sewing room mostly set up, and started putting books on the shelves, finally. Saturday I went with mom to a huge sewing expo in Novi, where we expected to be an hour or two and ended up staying 4 hours. They had vendors from all over, so I couldn't resist buying fabric and patterns. I got two really adorable embroidery patterns, some more cat fabric, more cowboy prints for Dad's quilt, fabric for a Christmas quilt that probably won't get done this year, and the coolest thing of all, a huge tapestry for MIL for Christmas. It's not my style at all -- birdhouses and flowers and hummingbirds -- but she'll love it. And it was only $7.50! It was some sort of close-out, and these people had zillions of tapestries. Mom got Gramma's birthday present, too. So handy, and one less thing to worry about at Christmas. MIL is very hard to shop for, generally. I drooled over the fancy computerized sewing machines, mom bought embroidery cards for her fancy computerized sewing machine (ridiculously expensive, but it was what she came for), and a grand time was had by all. Then we headed home, and somehow ended up going north rather than south on 23 when we hit the interchange from 96. Neither of us noticed for like 20 minutes, until we saw the sign for Fenton. So we got home like an hour later than we would have, and we were both exhausted. Mom stayed and watched the beginning of the pageant, so I had someone to make fun of the states with.

Then Phelps called, and we talked til one in the morning, and you know the rest.

Talked to N for an hour yesterday while working on the sewing room, and we discussed our tv-watching philosophies. She was deprived growing up as she wasn't allowed to make fun of people on tv, while at our house it was a primary means of entertainment. I never realized everyone else didn't have a running commentary while watching tv until I realized that Blue hated to watch tv with me because he couldn't hear anything that was going on. I'm better now, but if I'm with mom or either of my sisters, we fall right back into it. Mom and I spent much of the ride on Saturday dissecting the telethon, in fact. I suppose it's not good manners, and it does spill over into real life, which really embarasses Blue -- he's paranoid people will hear me whispering about them. But it is fun. And my philosophy is, it doesn't hurt anyone if they don't know. And if your on tv, then I think you're just asking for critiques.

What else? Oh, we went to Loewe's Friday night after YMB was picked up by Dementor #1, and got all sorts of fun house stuff. We had a small financial windfall this week, so we could actually afford some of the stuff we needed and wanted. We bought a new faucet for the kitchen, because the fixtures that came with the house are junk. The kitchen in particular was bad; we got a shower every time we turned it on. And we drooled over all the things we can't afford/don't have time for yet; rugs and wallpaper and paint and bathroom fixtures and closet storage solutions. I bought bulbs to plant, tulips and crocuses. I can only hope that they do better than my potted plants ever have. I have mushrooms growing in my geranium pot (my mom confirmed my suspicions that that was what they were, although we are both mystified as to where they came from).

And that's all for now, folks.

3 pm:
It is fucking COLD outside. I went out to lunch a while ago and was hoping it had warmed up since this morning. It has not. It is still 50 degrees F and damp. I know, it's Michigan. It'll get much worse before it gets better. But that first cold day still sucks big time. I wouldn't mind autumn at all if it wasn't immediately followed by winter. That's why I liked living in SC. We had a nice pretty autumn round about November, like a month of temps in the 40s, which everyone thought was winter, an occasional day below freezing when everyone freaked out and the schools closed, and then by February, it was spring.

I want to live somewhere warm, damnit.

10:04 a.m. - 2001-09-24

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